I love dreams, i love going to bed each night just so i can dream. Dreams are so fun, they are a place where you can be free, within the confines of our brain. They can also be terrifying, where you have to come face to face each night with the things you fear the most, but i just cant help but be addicted to that magical feeling i get when dreaming, or thinking back on my dreams. Sometimes it feels real, some of my childhood memories seem to be a mixture of reality and dreams, as a kid i truly believed that i could fly and that i had been to fairyland - because i had memories of both. But as i grew older i realised they were only just dreams. How did i ever get them mixed up? I dont know.
I'm starting to be able to remember my dreams more and more frequently in the last few years. When i was little, all I used to have was nightmares .. really scary ones too .. but then my brain just kinda switched off, and I wouldn't really remember my dreams unless I actually wrote it down before I forgot. I've only ever had nightmares for what I can remember. Almost every night I would wake up more than once in a night, but forget what I was dreaming even though I still felt scared. Now that I can remember them, I think I'm going to start a dream diary. Just because .. I guess I don't want to forget? :) and because it might be fun xD
I'm going to sleep now... and when i wake up in the morning im going to bake a cake and some cookies ... and make some yogurt mouse .. and some chocolate hearts! :D
ooh! and a moco cocoa!!
sleep.... is soooo goooood -_- zzz
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